"Don't persuade me." Yang Xiaoxiu has already started editing a message, "I'll contact him right now. Everything will revolve around Brother Jing's arrangements."
Seeing her firmness, the agent could only sigh helplessly and nodded, "Fine, I'll coordinate to cancel the interview. But it's really a pity, the editor-in-chief came personally..."
The words were cut off as Yang Xiaoxiu was focused on editing her message.
She looked at this artist who was always well-prepared in front of the camera, yet now seemed anxious like a girl in love, her curiosity growing stronger.
With a sidelong glance, she saw the assistant in the back making faces, seemingly eager to share gossip, but she held back her curiosity and quietly began handling follow-up work.
Soon after, Yang Xiaoxiu finished sending the message and clutched her phone tightly, throwing her previous intention of taking a short rest in the car out of the window.
